(Time: 8:00 PM)(Location: The restaurant "Spirit". High class chain of Japan's rich territory, owned by Takagi's elusive father.)(~After leaving OMEGA due to his lack of interest, Takagi has just planned a night for himself, by surrounding himself in the rich joys of his own wealth. Plagued, by his hidden love for a familiar face from the past.~)

But with old friends, come new enemies...

As Takagi stepped out of his car to delights of his own father's commercial, but pricey restaurant, he gave out a sigh and a wide grin brushing off his smart suit for a night of what things he enjoyed more than anything, fine dining, and the complexity, the pure enjoyment of socialising with that of the rich, the only things he really cared about in life aside his commentating job for the AFW. "A lot more fitting evening than wasting my time with the OMEGA rats..." he said, handing over his jacket to one of the snivelling nosed butlers, who quickly scampered off to serve the guests as best as they could, "OMEGA couldn't even pay off they're recent tax evasions, such poor fools..." Takagi thought, coldly, as it was right, OMEGA was on its last legs from the invasion of his father's companies in the city, buying out the rights, making the rich boy feel a lot better of himself...than thinking of Makie and the rest of them.

But for him, tonight was a time of relaxing, sitting himself at a table on the top floor of the "Spirit", a highly expensive restaurant in the upper class district's of Tokyo, surrounded by the glitz and grime of the rich paradise, almost like it was sealed off from the rest of the city like a fortress keeping out the poor. Ordering himself a small glass of the drabble the Spirit served, Takagi gave out a tired sigh as he stared on to the skyline across from him, sipping the glass now and then while servant's, customer folk alike, passed through the the top floor, "perhaps someday......I should build a tower right there..." Takagi smiled looking through the waverley vision of the glass, observing the open space across from the lit up AFW arena, "far out of the reaches of the arena, but a place of power.....dominance, over all...without the need for my father's interference..." he said, thinking of his ghostly father who only met him here and then for "bonding" time, something they neither enjoyed, but angered Takagi of his father's long, old superiority over the company. Even the thought of the night he took Talia out, right after they're match, mystified him the slightest, wondering why she wanted to ditch him so fast when they were having a pure sense of fun...

Always thinking of the day he would soon seize the opportunity to take over, make things, the way he wanted to see them in the country of Japan's high life territory, by taking the money to spend on the spoils of cars, jets, building development and women....even Talia too, giggling to himself quietly as he took another sip, slouched down in the chair he was sat in.

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"This isn't what we ordered," a male customer complained to the waitress. A middle aged man wearing a fancy suit and watch was sitting with what appeared to be his supermodel girlfriend/wife. "My girl specifically asked for the Kobe Steak to be medium well, she doesn't like it this undercooked. Take it back." He pushed the plate to the edge of the table and nearly into the waitress's side. The girl gritted her teeth. She knew very well the girl asked for medium rare, she had written it down. Clearly, she must not have known what medium rare actually meant. But the waitress just nodded her head, took the plate, and brought it to the back. The customer is always right. Especially when they're wrong. A few minutes later, she brought the Kobe steak back out and placed it on the table. "Here you go, miss. I hope it's to your liking this time." Both the man and his girlfriend just looked at the waitress who smiled and walked away. As she got to one of her other tables, though, a waiter pulled her aside and asked, "Talia- Are you okay?"

She nodded and raised an eyebrow. "Why?" The waiter gestured back to her table where the two customers were still looking right at her. "You just slammed that woman's plate on the table and yelled at her!" Talia then realized she had been clenching her fists rather tightly. "Look, you need to cool off. Take my tables upstairs and I'll handle yours. There's only one guy right now. He's a high roller and just having a few drinks, take care of him." As much as she wanted to argue, Talia couldn't. More than just the customers she yelled at were looking at her and she needed to get away from it all.

The now brown-haired girl climbed the steps and noticed a single man sitting at a table in the corner. Talia walked up behind him and asked, "Excuse me sir, can I get you anything else?" without realizing just yet who he was.

[quote="TaliZorah":1ryzayda]"This isn't what we ordered," a male customer complained to the waitress. A middle aged man wearing a fancy suit and watch was sitting with what appeared to be his supermodel girlfriend/wife. "My girl specifically asked for the Kobe Steak to be medium well, she doesn't like it this undercooked. Take it back." He pushed the plate to the edge of the table and nearly into the waitress's side. The girl gritted her teeth. She knew very well the girl asked for medium rare, she had written it down. Clearly, she must not have known what medium rare actually meant. But the waitress just nodded her head, took the plate, and brought it to the back. The customer is always right. Especially when they're wrong. A few minutes later, she brought the Kobe steak back out and placed it on the table. "Here you go, miss. I hope it's to your liking this time." Both the man and his girlfriend just looked at the waitress who smiled and walked away. As she got to one of her other tables, though, a waiter pulled her aside and asked, "Talia- Are you okay?"

She nodded and raised an eyebrow. "Why?" The waiter gestured back to her table where the two customers were still looking right at her. "You just slammed that woman's plate on the table and yelled at her!" Talia then realized she had been clenching her fists rather tightly. "Look, you need to cool off. Take my tables upstairs and I'll handle yours. There's only one guy right now. He's a high roller and just having a few drinks, take care of him." As much as she wanted to argue, Talia couldn't. More than just the customers she yelled at were looking at her and she needed to get away from it all.

The now brown-haired girl climbed the steps and noticed a single man sitting at a table in the corner. Talia walked up behind him and asked, "Excuse me sir, can I get you anything else?" without realizing just yet who he was.

From the minute the highly troubled, and stressed waitress answered him, a little spark of happiness came to his ears as the voice was sweet as always, but had took a different tone since they're last visit....it was Dear, Dear Talia, and Takagi would not let his re-welcome go unnoticed from her busy schedule. "Hello Talia....." he said slickly, knowing the voice, the little glimmer of her from the mirror...all so, prettier, fair...not forgetting the words she whispered to him that melted him, more developed in his eyes as he turned slowly around from slumping in the chair. "Or should I call you Kitsune mask, or..." he briefly let out a admiring giggle, "......Dark Angel as they now call you..." Takagi had no offence in saying her name, since this was a private part of the restaurant, he signalled to her co-worker to leave them be. Of course with the bribe of his good money to her friend, Takagi wanted to take this wonderful surprise by meeting Tali again, and forget the necessities of the whole AFW itself...

"And if I must say among the behalf of all the date's here tonight, you do look very beautiful...my Dear..." he said, charming as he was always, happily sighing as he did have her here, not in the savage place like the ring long before, but a place they could both settle and talk at last. Though for the mind of being ditched by her when they was having such a swell time together, Takagi didn't reflect on the past with them, she was here, making him happy that drowned out the saddened way he went into when she disappeared.

Having saved a spot just for her, like he knew he would bump into a familiar face, Takagi beckoned her to sit down...

Take the stress off her mind and relax a little, this restaurant was part of his too as well as his father's, so making her feel comfortable in the lavish treatment, he adored for her to enjoy.

Talia froze when she recognized Takagi and he said her name. He hadn't seen the commentator in months...well...hadn't seen him without her mask on. She bailed halfway through that last encounter for personal reasons. She had to get to Tokyo the next night to interrupt a match of a friend of hers. Just the thought of how well that turned out made Talia clench her fist slightly. But that was all a good while ago. The waitress eased up a bit just in time for Takagi to call her by her new in-ring name. She bit her lower lip. Angel wasn't sure how she was suppose to react. She thought Takagi would be angry that she had ditched him that night so long ago, but he seemed happy enough just to see her there.

"Don't tell anyone...please," she stated despite the fact that no one else was with them. "I...I don't want people to know I'm wrestling under a new name. I wouldn't want them coming after me..." Takagi was included in that list of people hoped to avoid, but it was too late to avoid that. Though she wanted to turn tail and run, the reality was that she also didn't want Takagi to tell anyone who she was. She had gone to great lengths to prevent old friends (and enemies for that matter) from recognizing her. Surprisingly, though, the AFW commentator was very cheerful about the whole thing and even gestured for her to sit down. She somewhat brushed off his comment of her being beautiful as she sat down across from him. After all, she knew of two others who had called her beautiful. Now both of them were people she hated.

Caught up in her own thoughts, she didn't even say anything in response to Takagi. She preferred to just sit there and stare away, hoping to avoid either of them saying anything that would make her uncomfortable. "Do you want something else to drink?" she suddenly blurted and got back to her feet.

[quote="TaliZorah":auk5rqhi]Talia froze when she recognized Takagi and he said her name. He hadn't seen the commentator in months...well...hadn't seen him without her mask on. She bailed halfway through that last encounter for personal reasons. She had to get to Tokyo the next night to interrupt a match of a friend of hers. Just the thought of how well that turned out made Talia clench her fist slightly. But that was all a good while ago. The waitress eased up a bit just in time for Takagi to call her by her new in-ring name. She bit her lower lip. Angel wasn't sure how she was suppose to react. She thought Takagi would be angry that she had ditched him that night so long ago, but he seemed happy enough just to see her there.

"Don't tell anyone...please," she stated despite the fact that no one else was with them. "I...I don't want people to know I'm wrestling under a new name. I wouldn't want them coming after me..." Takagi was included in that list of people hoped to avoid, but it was too late to avoid that. Though she wanted to turn tail and run, the reality was that she also didn't want Takagi to tell anyone who she was. She had gone to great lengths to prevent old friends (and enemies for that matter) from recognizing her. Surprisingly, though, the AFW commentator was very cheerful about the whole thing and even gestured for her to sit down. She somewhat brushed off his comment of her being beautiful as she sat down across from him. After all, she knew of two others who had called her beautiful. Now both of them were people she hated.

Caught up in her own thoughts, she didn't even say anything in response to Takagi. She preferred to just sit there and stare away, hoping to avoid either of them saying anything that would make her uncomfortable. "Do you want something else to drink?" she suddenly blurted and got back to her feet.

"Its fine Miss, your boss knows of me...but I'll keep as our secret then, my Dear..." he said, observing her as she was quite fidgety about being here, being with him, she had indeed changed but for how much? he had her in the private part of his father's restaurant, so no one could bother them, what was she nervous of and to the fact, eager to get away from him? Takagi leaned forward, brisking his hand over her hair to calm the little frightened girl. "Everything is fine, why are you so nervous of me? do you feel that I'm angry at you from the past?...because I'm not angry at you at all..." he said, calm as ever towards her not showing any disgust towards, but more of sentimental joy. Seeing her sit across from him, stubborn...not like the girl he encountered just a few weeks ago, but she had changed, and Takagi himself was worried about her, no matter what mask/guise she was taking in...

"You don't have to afraid of me, I'm not here just to enjoy the nice service, but to see you...catch up on old times per say..." he continued in a relaxed tone, wanting her to relax and stay with him not having to worry about her boss, or her job, as Takagi would deal with them for her. Being the son of his father had perks, ruling the fact he could say whatever he wanted to be put forth to the workforce.

Though squinting his eyes in caring delight, it looked like she needed a long, warm, hug for once, than just running away and taking disguises. With that, Takagi moved in close and hugged her close to him, stroking her wonderful long-ish brown hair that flowed down her work uniform. For once, he meant these words, by not lying through a smile, he, had changed a little too...having missed her Dearly...

Talia bit her lip. Takagi wasn't a bad man, far from it. In fact, he was one of the few decent people she had met in the AFW. But still, there was that overwhelming burden in knowing the rest were that bad. And most of them seemed good at first. It was only a matter of time before she saw Takagi's bad side as well. But she really didn't want that to happen. The less time they had together, the better. It seemed that Takagi didn't feel the same way as she did. He leaned in to hug her which she was too afraid of denying at first, especially since she knew his father owned the restaurant. And she really needed this job.

"Takagi..." she whispered to him with her hands at her sides. "Please...I liked our time together but...but I need to get back to work..." she muttered as she tilted her head away from him. It was a different time now. She wasn't about to open herself up to anyone. Not after what she had been through.

[quote="TaliZorah":1a4pd3j1]Talia bit her lip. Takagi wasn't a bad man, far from it. In fact, he was one of the few decent people she had met in the AFW. But still, there was that overwhelming burden in knowing the rest were that bad. And most of them seemed good at first. It was only a matter of time before she saw Takagi's bad side as well. But she really didn't want that to happen. The less time they had together, the better. It seemed that Takagi didn't feel the same way as she did. He leaned in to hug her which she was too afraid of denying at first, especially since she knew his father owned the restaurant. And she really needed this job.

"Takagi..." she whispered to him with her hands at her sides. "Please...I liked our time together but...but I need to get back to work..." she muttered as she tilted her head away from him. It was a different time now. She wasn't about to open herself up to anyone. Not after what she had been through.

Upon hearing these words, Takagi got more and more attached to her quarrels, her troubles, as the first part of being a AFW commentator was getting to know the wrestlers, and changes to they're alliegence's, something that interested him deeper into Talia, from her violent match with that of another girl. She literally destroyed her, but for what reason? had Talia took a dark twist? looked like it, but the white haired charming boy loved her skin she was in. "Shhhhhh.....its ok, I know what happened to you when you changed, being a commentator is useful to know info about changes..." he said, stroking her hair softly like a nurturing child, his mind settled in a time of understanding her a little, than jumping to crackpot theory's like he usually would.

"Your job is safe Talia, in short, you work for me and my father now...but I don't see you as one of them...ahem, workers..." he whispered to her ear, sitting beside her as he blankly glared at the other waiters through the window view of the car park below, lazy...fixed minds on money and broken dreams. They were worthless...for his father would never fire her if she was a friend of Takagi, more or less, give her a few business perks, and time with his son away from the rich public scene...

"But tell me, what is wrong with you Talia? what's on your mind?" comforting back into the chair beside her, his hands closed together neatly, "you and I have all the time in the world..." he said, looking to her with a caring smile, shifting the alcoholic drinks away from them, for this was a opportunity to settle with a old friend and just talk. But this new personality of Talia scared him, but excited him in a way he couldn't explain fully. For a old friend she was of hers, Takagi wanted to find out for her well being...

Talia brought her hands up to Takagi's side and gently pushed the white-haired boy away from her as he released the hug himself and sat beside her. This was highly unorthodox, and despite how supportive the boy was Talia wasn't comfortable discussing such matters with him. At least stress here at this job made her forget all the stress in the AFW. She wasn't in the proper mindset to talk about this now. "There's nothing wrong with me," Talia stated flatly. She looked away from Takagi and bit her lip. "It's not my problem," Talia continued as she tightly gripped the cloth of her outfit in both hands.

"It's the AFW's problem," Talia said this time with urgency in her voice. "It's...full of all these kind and nice people who don't mind leaving you to yourself when you need their help the most- or humiliating you time and time again and then brushing it off like it was for your benefit." That last sentence made the brunette grit her teeth. "Or nearly crippling you all because you wanted to express yourself...because you're friends..." Talia looked away from Takagi again as her tone became angry. "Or taking something special away from you then going back to the bitch that's caused all this in the first place!" she suddenly yelled. Okay, that was very subtle.

Before even realizing it, Talia had gotten to her feet and was glaring down at Takagi. After the outburst, though, Talia sighed and sat back down. It wasn't his fault after all. Even though she blamed the world for all that's happened, she couldn't blame him. She sighed painfully again, not wanting to look at Takagi. "All these...friends who aren't actually friends...friends who hurt you more than enemies do...and even smile just the same afterward..." she trailed off with distress in her voice.

[quote="TaliZorah":1cj6nsp0]Talia brought her hands up to Takagi's side and gently pushed the white-haired boy away from her as he released the hug himself and sat beside her. This was highly unorthodox, and despite how supportive the boy was Talia wasn't comfortable discussing such matters with him. At least stress here at this job made her forget all the stress in the AFW. She wasn't in the proper mindset to talk about this now. "There's nothing wrong with me," Talia stated flatly. She looked away from Takagi and bit her lip. "It's not my problem," Talia continued as she tightly gripped the cloth of her outfit in both hands.

"It's the AFW's problem," Talia said this time with urgency in her voice. "It's...full of all these kind and nice people who don't mind leaving you to yourself when you need their help the most- or humiliating you time and time again and then brushing it off like it was for your benefit." That last sentence made the brunette grit her teeth. "Or nearly crippling you all because you wanted to express yourself...because you're friends..." Talia looked away from Takagi again as her tone became angry. "Or taking something special away from you then going back to the bitch that's caused all this in the first place!" she suddenly yelled. Okay, that was very subtle.

Before even realizing it, Talia had gotten to her feet and was glaring down at Takagi. After the outburst, though, Talia sighed and sat back down. It wasn't his fault after all. Even though she blamed the world for all that's happened, she couldn't blame him. She sighed painfully again, not wanting to look at Takagi. "All these...friends who aren't actually friends...friends who hurt you more than enemies do...and even smile just the same afterward..." she trailed off with distress in her voice.

Blinking a little worried at how she just shouted at him, out of plain brewing rage, Takagi budged back as she got off him, watching her trail rather in much distress...mentioning someone...perhaps, the league was giving his cherished sweetheart of a friend a tough time indeed, having read the updates on her wrestling profile 2 sleepless boring nights before, Takagi could see what stress she was going through. Causing her, to grow into this darker side of herself than the innocence she shown before...the gentle flower had grown into something new, violent, but crying on the inside. With a long sigh from him trying to charm her, to show his care, Takagi shook his head as he watched her leave to the huge, balcony set window, looking like she was about to burst into a rage of overflowing tears.

"My Dear, there are, a lot of untrustworthy people in this world...but I believe, getting that feeling to run away from them all and become something newer, is the right choice..." he said, slowly getting up to look to the window she was looking out of, saddened for her, but showing a little more of his heart from the stubborn, shielding himself in wealth little boy exterior. Talia was right, sometimes even the closest allie's can put up obstacles to stop them, making the experience, even more painful than any wrestler heel's arsenal...

"Coming to join me for some air?...just too, unbreathable in there...T Tal........I mean, Miss..." he said opening the doored window part to chill out on the Spirit's balcony, having took the thought of mentioning her name, a bit personal to heart, looking away slightly from her upset state. Stepping out of his charming roots and dashing persona, to try and understand her pain...

Talia wasn't sure what else there was to say. Takagi was clearly being as supportive as he could, but it didn't seem enough to her. I mean, she had actually beaten him in a match in front of thousands of people! And here he was trying to console her of all her problems. He was too kind. But she had known of more than one person who was kind to her. And as relieving and comforting it was, it only made the inevitable fight later that much worse. She still hadn't forgotten how Johnny made her feel so alive and wonderful. And then he ditched her when she needed him most. It was all just too much of a pain to have to repeat.

"Takagi..." she whispered as she got to her feet to follow him onto the balcony. "You're a nice guy...really... You have money, charm, fame, and quite a face. I'm sure there are plenty of women out there who would love you and who you could love back," Talia continued as she turned away. "But right now, I don't need friends." That was a lie. "I don't want friends..." she clarified. "I can't be distracted from my goals...to be led astray when I need to have a firm resolve." Despite her strong words, Talia turned away uncomfortable with her own words.